Dad naps on the couch. I run up to him and poke him in the arm.
“Not now,” Dad yawns and rolls over.
I poke him again. And again. And again.
“Mom, she’s poking me,” Dad whines. “Make her stop!”
“Kids, kids, behave,” Mom laughs.
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